Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 150 Apprenticeship (Part )

Yun Yi understood the other party's true intention at this time, and hurriedly searched for a suitable gift for becoming a disciple in the Sumeru Ring. After searching for a long time, he only found a jar of fermented rice wine that he had brought to the Feitian Secret Realm.

He performed a greeting ceremony, handed over the wine, and said, "I didn't have time to prepare better wine in such a hurry. I hope you can forgive me, sir."

Wang Shenlai took the wine and drank it all, then said with a smile, "Fate is the best wine. From now on, call me Master!"

He has accepted only a handful of disciples, most of whom are extraordinary.

For example, Nangong Feitian made his mark a thousand years ago and became the deciding factor in the battle between good and evil. However, after becoming famous, he retired and his whereabouts have been unknown since then.

If Yun Yi had not found the Feitian Secret Realm through his memory, people would probably still not know whether Nangong Feitian is dead or alive, and their evaluation of him would be getting closer and closer to that of a legendary figure.

He never thought that the sword art he left behind would be inherited by Yun Yi, and it would bring him a great opportunity.

Wang Shenlai was drinking so much that it was rare to see two red spots on his cheeks. It was true that the wine did not make him drunk, but he made himself drunk.

If his heart was calm as usual, he would naturally be able to drink a lot without getting drunk, but now that there was a happy event and he was happy, he couldn't help but feel drunk.

He helped Yun Yi up and said, "I have always walked the world alone, and I accept disciples and teach them according to my mood. You must not think of me as a teacher who has to teach skills and support his disciples at the same time."

Yun Yi smiled upon hearing this and said, "I can take care of myself, Master, don't worry."

"You and I are compatible, and we are called master and disciple, but I won't ask you to do anything. You just need to practice as you wish."

"Master, if you say so, I do have a question... Why did you choose me?"

This was Yun Yi's sincere opinion. He felt his talent was mediocre, far inferior to peerless geniuses like Song Xinci and Feng Mo. Why had his master come all this way, first disguised as an old man riding a cow to pretend to have encountered him by chance, and now waiting in Chancheng City for him to become his disciple?

If he were to say that their meeting was just a coincidence, he would never believe it even if he were beaten to death.

The immortal realm has reached a very high level of cultivation, and he can come and go freely in the three realms of heaven, earth and man, but I always meet him. How can this be such a coincidence?

Wang Shenlai replied, "It's simply because I see a brand new path in you. For thousands of years, most people who have reached the Dao He realm have followed the same old, worn-out paths. It's too boring. Occasionally, some people can find a path that's truly eye-opening, but unfortunately, most of them fail along the way."

Yun Yi didn't understand at this time, "I don't really have any idea about my own path yet."

"You're right to have no ideas. You've seen too few great ways. Even if you have some ideas now, most of them are insights born from accidental glimpses of the ways of the predecessors." Wang Shenlai, drunken, burped. "There's no rush. Cultivating immortality requires a lot of time."

He suddenly remembered something and added, "Also, let's make it clear in advance that I will not be affected by your karma."

Yun Yi understood what his master meant, knowing that he was most likely referring to the Futian Pavilion. So he said, "It's my own business. Besides, whether I am an enemy or a friend to the Futian Pavilion is still uncertain until I understand their purpose."

"Oh? That's some progress. I thought you had a deep hatred for them."

"At present, it is indeed an enemy, not a friend, but as our knowledge grows, perhaps our view of it will change."

"That's right. Don't be so hasty as to make final statements. A swordsman moves forward without hesitation, but that doesn't mean he won't leave any room for retreat."

Yun Yi asked, "Master, will you take me somewhere to practice next?"

Wang Shenlai nodded and said, "Of course. I've always been a person with only the fleeting enthusiasm of an incense stick. I have to hurry up and teach you something. Otherwise, one day I'll get tired of waiting and you might not be able to find me anymore."

"I have a request, can I bring two more people?"

"You mean that clever-looking little girl and the peach blossom spirit in her body?"

"So Master saw through everything." "Take her with you. I'm very compatible with that little girl, and the Peach Blossom Spirit is related to Nangong Feitian. It's only natural that I should take care of her."

Yun Yi: "Thank you, Master!"

Wang Shenlai waved his sleeves, and the two of them immediately left the ink painting and returned to the wine table at Liuxianzhan.

Upon seeing this, the servant Jinglun immediately stepped forward, caught the scroll in mid-air, skillfully rolled it up and put it away again.

The Pixiu shopkeeper was witnessing this scene nearby. He used to be quite disdainful of the turtle spirit, but now he felt a little envious.

Originally, it was just an ordinary monster in the East China Sea, but now it has been enlightened and given a name. It is really a great luck.

Wang Shenlai was in a very good mood today, so naturally he wanted to drink a few more glasses.

Yun Yi went back to the room and brought Ye Nianyi and Nangong Zhuozhuo over.

Ye Nianyi was a well-behaved and sensible person, so he didn't need to remind her. But Nangong Zhuozhuo still had to give her a few words of advice, such as, "Senior Wang Shenlai, your cultivation level is as high as the sky, so you must not be presumptuous."

Nangong Zhuozhuo disagreed and retorted that I am also an old hand in the world, so do I need you to teach me the ways of the world?
Sure enough, when the two girls saw Wang Shenlai, who looked like a scholar, they immediately showed their gentle and calm side. Nangong Zhuozhuo even snatched Jinglun's job away like a lackey.

Start helping pour the wine.

Wang Shenlai was very happy and said, "The little girl's cultivation has improved again. Not bad, not bad."

Ye Nianyi already knew that the man in front of her was the old man riding a cow whom she met that day, so she didn't feel awkward and took the initiative to ask, "Where are you taking us, sir?"

"Outside the Three Realms."

Nangong Zhuozhuo revealed his true colors immediately upon hearing this, chattering, "Outside the Three Realms? What kind of place is that?"

"As the name suggests, it is not within the Three Realms."

When Wang Shenlai dressed up as an old man, he talked a lot of riddles and nonsense with Ye Nianyi. Now his style remains unchanged and he always can't help teasing these younger generations.

Ye Nianyi was not in a hurry and asked again: "When do we leave?"

"It's better to do it now than today. I'll set off as soon as I finish this drink."

Nangong Zhuozhuo was not happy: "Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't even visited Chan Chan City yet."

Ye Nianyi comforted him, "It's okay, Zhuozhuo. I've already bought quite a few storybooks a few days ago."

Wang Shenlai glanced at Zhuo Zhuo and sighed, "Nangong Feitian is aloof and arrogant. He spent half his life with swords and half with wine. How come he gave birth to a daughter with such a personality?"

Nangong Zhuozhuo retorted: "He's just a drunkard, what's so good about him? Besides, who said that reading the book of words can't make you enter the Tao?"

These words really stumped Wang Shenlai, but he had never seen a cultivator who "followed the storybook".

The old swordsman gestured for Yun Yi to drink a couple more cups as well, and said, “Back then, Nangong Feitian went alone into the mountains to seek immortals. He had no cultivation skills at all, and not long after he left, he was trapped in the cold fog.

"He had prepared a lot of food and drinks, including a bottle of Shaodaozi. He was probably planning to drink to ward off the cold, but it suddenly piqued my appetite. So, if he wasn't an alcoholic, I wouldn't bother to give him any advice."

When Yun Yi heard these past events, he couldn't help but think of Senior Nangong who went into the mountains to search for immortals for his sick wife. Unfortunately, he later achieved enlightenment, but his wife didn't live to see this day.

(End of this chapter)